Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1855: 1396: Pending Repairs_2
Previously on Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan...
“Fellow Daoist, your character is truly impressive!”
Admiration welled up within him as he spoke. In this turbulent age where everyone chases profit, finding a cultivator so indifferent to fame and wealth is a rare miracle—perhaps he is the only one left.
“Would it be possible for me to examine your findings?” Li Zhirui inquired, his interest thoroughly captured.
“Of course.”
The moment the elder agreed, a Jade Slip materialized in front of him.
“In Qiongming State, data from local Sects and resident Loose Cultivators shows the population of cultivators has doubled over the last decade and continues to climb…”
“In Cliff Eagle State, the number of cultivators rose by 40%…”
“In Yuhuo State, the Cultivation community has expanded annually for ten years, hitting an average growth rate of 50%!”
The Jade Slip contained records for more than thirty State Domains, proving that the Elder had dedicated many years to this investigation.
Li Zhirui fell into a thoughtful silence after reviewing the information. This rate of expansion was truly shocking! It was entirely possible that the catastrophic crisis predicted by the elder might actually manifest.
However, he soon composed himself, pushing aside the lingering anxiety in his heart.
He maintained his faith in the Heavenly Dao of the Primal Spirit Realm. It was unlikely to remain passive forever; there were surely underlying reasons beyond their current understanding.
“Fellow Daoist, your sense of righteousness is truly worthy of respect!”
Even though he doubted that the number of cultivators would keep skyrocketing without limit—believing the Heavenly Dao would eventually step in—he was still moved.
While the rest of the world was lost in celebration and indulgence, this elder, despite possessing the cultivation of a Human Immortal, remained awake to the danger. Spending decades wandering the East Continent for this investigation was a feat deserving of anyone's praise!
“What righteousness is this? It’s just that my cultivation can hardly progress further, so I put my past cultivation time to use, contributing a trifling effort.” The elder dismissed the praise with a simple wave of his hand.
“I am also traveling to expand my perspective. Would you mind if I accompanied you for a portion of your trek?” Li Zhirui suggested.
“I would be delighted to have the assistance. Why would I object?” A faint smile finally touched the elder's usually stoic face.
Consequently, Li Zhirui began helping the elder with his various tasks.
If the outside world learned of this, they would be stunned to see a Heavenly Immortal Great Ability like Li Zhirui following the lead of a mere Human Immortal Cultivator.
Yet, he didn't mind in the slightest, diligently learning at the elder’s side.
This served as a trial in the mortal world. By gathering data, he met all sorts of cultivators and learned their personal histories, gaining insight into the world through their experiences.
While the journey didn't provide massive power gains for Li Zhirui, it did offer a subtle refinement to his Mental State and Dao Heart.
Decades slipped by in an instant. The elder appeared increasingly frail, as if he were nearing the end of his days.
In reality, his true lifespan still had many years remaining, as the concept of time becomes almost irrelevant once one reaches the Immortal Realm.
Eventually, the moment came for Li Zhirui to depart.
“I am grateful for the guidance and care you’ve shown me over these years; I have learned much. Sadly, I have other obligations and can no longer assist with your research,” he said with a hint of regret.
“The gratitude should be mine. Your help in refining my tools and techniques has made this work much more efficient.”
The elder replied with a calm expression, “Every journey has its conclusion. I look forward to our paths crossing again.”
“Indeed, I look forward to it as well.”
Secretly, however, Li Zhirui knew this was likely their final meeting. Since they had never exchanged names or identities during their decade together, they remained, in many ways, total strangers.
“Farewell!”
With those words, he circulated his Mana and took to the skies, vanishing from sight.
Instead of heading straight back to Mount Wanxian, Li Zhirui adopted a disguise and continued his trek through the Primal Spirit Realm.
Given his current Cultivation level, he could easily plunder every Spiritual Object in the region if he chose. However, he was not foolish enough to provoke every major Sect by doing so.
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One afternoon, while Li Zhirui was wandering the wilds and admiring the scenery, a streak of Spirit Light suddenly flashed past him and vanished.
“Damn it!”
He realized in that moment that a Human Immortal Rank Spiritual Object he had just discovered was no longer in his grasp.
“Halt! Give back the Spirit Flower you stole!”
He shifted into a streak of crimson light, racing to intercept the thief.
To his amazement, the unknown cultivator was so incredibly fast that they were on the verge of outrunning even Li Zhirui’s Divine Sense!
As one flower blooms, two branches narrate their story.